Chapter 732： Show oneself (1/2)
”Boom” sounded as if a muffled thunder sounded in the distance.
This palm is fast and fierce, and its power is amazing.
”Well ...” As if the bronze bell was ringing, Pu's middle-aged face remained unchanged, but he took a step back.
A middle-aged man emerged from the shadows, like a simple farmer, with a bitter face, as if he was living a hard life. There were too many sorrows and hardships, which made him frown, and looked at him worrying.
He is Zhao Jiang, a disciple of Ziyun Mountain.
Zhu Tianhua floated to Zhao Jiang and said, ”Senior Zhao, be careful of that guy, it's cunning!”
Zhao Jiang nodded: ”The appearance is frivolous, the bones are deceitful, I watched.”
Xiaojun Jun's face was dignified and he hummed, ”Are you a disciple of Ziyun Mountain?”
Zhao Jiang nodded: ”Yes.”
”Your Ziyun Mountain is four major denominations, and your disciples came to be guards of a king's palace. Wouldn't you lose your face?” Xiao Sun smiled and shook his head: ”I am really ashamed of your Ziyun Mountain. ! ”
”It doesn't bother you.” Zhao Jiang said indifferently, ”Are you a disciple of Lili Tiexiong?”
”Deserves to be Ziyun Mountain, and we know a lot about us.” Xiao Sun grinned.
Zhao Jiangdao: ”You're causing trouble to your ancestral gate, you know? Annoyed Director Chu, go directly to destroy your ancestral gate!”
”Haha, so big!” Xiao Sun laughed, but his eyes flashed.
Zhao Jiang turned his head to look at the middle-aged Park: ”Are you a disciple of Admiralty?”
”You wouldn't say, I'll blame the Queen's Gate, too?”
Zhao Jiang nodded: ”Yes, the general manager Chu ca n’t wait for the Holy Religion, but it ’s a piece of cake to clean up the two of you. For a disciple like you, there are only three or two in the Admiralty Gate.
”Little Sun is right, your tone is indeed not small!” The middle-aged Pu said coldly.
Zhao Jiang hummed: ”If you don't see the coffin and don't cry, you dare to come to the assassination of the Lord of the Gods, really ridiculous!”
”It's going to be a try!” Xiao Sun hummed unconvinced.
Speaking of waving long sleeves, a squeak sounded like a knife.
Zhao Jiang flicked his fingers.
”Woo!” In the muffled sound, the sleeves turned into breeze slowly, and everyone was waving their clothes.
Xiao Sun felt sneer, but with a sneer on his face, pulled out a folding fan from the waist, white jade as the bone, white silk as the face, and the words Liuyun were written.
He flicked the fan lightly.
Suddenly there was a squeak, and the fan screamed out, such as a scream, it was a little bit more powerful than before.
”Liuyun fan!” Zhao Jiang snorted, and waved his sleeves.
”Oh!” The two forces intersected, as if a small stone was thrown into the lake.
The gale suddenly appeared, blowing everyone's clothes.
”What are you doing?” Xiao Sun frowned.
”Iron Sleeve!” Zhao Jiang said, ”How is it better than yours?”
”It is indeed worthy of Ziyun Mountain!” Xiao Sun said coldly: ”However, it ’s our iron sleeves!”
He gritted his teeth and waved the fan, and a scream of screams sounded.
Zhao Jiang only responded with an iron wall sleeve, beckoning a dozen times, Xiao Sun's face was gloomy, took a deep breath, Jun Lang rose red, and then swung his sleeve fiercely.
”Woo ...” The violent wind rose suddenly, as if a torrent emerged from his sleeve, poured down, and slammed into Zhao Jiang fiercely.
Zhao Jiang flicked his fingers.
”Bang!” There was a thunderous thunder, the wind was overflowing, and everyone narrowed his eyes, only to see that Xiao Sun's sleeve had a hole.
”What martial arts are you doing?” Xiaosun gritted his teeth, spitting fire.